The sin of wearing a crown

"How can I seduce a woman?"

Lin En's handsome little face looked aggrieved. Although he did have the natural ability to please [Spring], it was a passive skill. Can passive things be considered seduction? My conscience, so far Lin En has not used her appearance to make profit. At most, it is unconsciously pleasing.

In fact, for ordinary people with a strong will, even the power of extraordinary people may be invalidated by self-spirituality, although that is very rare and depends on luck.

Therefore, Linn felt that the pleasure she unconsciously exuded should not be that serious.

But considering the Black Holy Grail...

In response to Lin En's self-defense, a snort came from Yevney's nose. She obviously didn't believe what the young gentleman said. After all, Lin En is so smart. How could a smart person not use his own advantages?

"The whole city knows that you have hooked up with His Excellency the Earl." Yevni complained that she, an excellent subordinate who looked pleasing to the eye, was not perfect in this regard.

"Just a deal."

Well, Linn himself didn’t have the confidence to say this. The relationship between him and Amiste was definitely not a mere transaction, and he had a strange feeling towards the Countess.

"Where's the little doll?"

"Leticia is a colleague in the brothers department, and I just think she is cute, and there is no way I will fall in love with her." Lynn is not a lolita control. Denial, because it is part of who you are, why should you be ashamed of it.

Recognize yourself, accept it reasonably, and guide it in a positive way, instead of blindly rejecting or rejecting someone you clearly like, which will cause problems in the whole person.

"It's nonsense, hypocritical, and aristocratic."

Eveni waved her pink fist, but she was already drunk and had no deterrent effect at all. Instead, she showed a cute and naive look. The curses were all very formal. For Linn, who had begun to learn to be thick-skinned, the captain's words could not break the defense at all, but Linn still pretended to be sad after being reprimanded.

Fortunately, Yevni didn't ask further. If Sophia was mentioned, Linn could only hold her nose and admit it.

As for the question of another possibility, the young gentleman simply did not have that idea in his mind.

Linn's roundness and cunning made the drunken female knight instinctively unhappy. Although she couldn't match Linn's words, her sensitive intuition could still make her feel the essence of some things. Unhappy, Yevni waved her pink fist and tried to teach Lin En a physical lesson of gratitude so that he would not deceive her.

She was probably really drunk and had no strength. Her movements caused her body to lose balance and fall to one side.

Fortunately, Lin En was always paying attention to Yevni and reached out to hold her arm.

Because she was a few centimeters shorter than her team leader, Lin En had to use both hands to rest her drunken head on his shoulder.

"Evni? Evni, you can't sleep on the street!"

"Yep……"

"Wake up!" Linn was a little anxious. If she fell asleep at this time, he would have to drag her to her residence, which would be hell. Ever since, the little gentleman made an ungentlemanly move. He was going to reach out and slap Evoni on the face, using facial stimulation to make her wake up.

"I'm sorry, I should have followed the rules."

Leaning on Lin En's shoulder, the confusion in Yevni's eyes suddenly disappeared, and she accurately clamped his rude hand. Those sky-blue eyes with a trace of sadness showed no trace of drunkenness at all. Under the flickering light of the gas lamp, Yevni maintained her leaning posture.

She didn't speak for a long time, she just leaned on Lin's shoulder, breathing smoothly and happily.

Linn was a little surprised, but he didn't do anything extra.

Everyone has their own stories and secrets, and humans are not good at sharing. If a person is willing to tell you something, he must have mustered the courage. Lin En is the most cautious about emotions, because emotions are priceless treasures, so he allows Yevni to rely on him at this moment.

Tonight, the light of the moth moon was particularly clear, like a clear spring, brought by the autumn wind and transformed into a shawl, which fell on the two of them.

The dimly lit place is lively and beautiful.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yevni's whisper was inaudible at the end, like sobbing.

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Eveni's house in Zhongcheng covers a large area and is a typical house of a wealthy family. The majestic flying buttresses and red stone walls spoke of its own wealth, and Lynn even saw a telephone wire pulled into the house. Although I don’t know exactly Yevni’s background, it does seem that she is either rich or noble.

Linn sent her back to her residence, and the maid who was in the house soon came out to greet her.

As a gentleman, my mission ends here.

After watching Yevni disappear behind the heavy carved wooden door, Lin En arranged his coat and hat and turned to leave.

Is Eveni drunk?

For the young gentleman, the answer to this question is not important at all. As for everything that happens, it is destined to be a secret that cannot be mentioned. It is also the gentleman's demeanor to keep a lady's secret. It was only then that Linn noticed that the moon tonight was particularly large and round, and the moth moon seemed to be sucking in everything and felt very oppressive.

At the same time, under the same sky.

Zhongcheng District, in a certain alley.

"hiss……!!"

From the violent inhalation sound, it is not difficult to feel the stinging pain of its owner, as if a steel nail has been directly driven into the bone and is being drilled and rubbed hard. The man who stood up slowly while holding on to the wall noticed that his top hat was thrown aside, and he bent down to pick it up with difficulty.

"What's going on? I obviously didn't go drink that damn wine with them."

If Linn were here, he would be surprised to find that this pale man is Clark. He should have gone home early to rest and enjoy a hot bath and coffee, but for some reason he fell down in the alley, inhaling continuously with his brain tingling.

Where are you?

Clark looked at the sky with some doubts. The huge moth moon hanging invisibly pressed on the string of reason like a giant object. He clearly remembered that he planned to go home early to rest.

Then I met in the middle... met, met...

I seem to have met someone?

After patting the dust on his top hat, Clark looked at his body. He was thinking about whether he had been attacked by someone. What was an extremely strange scene from a third-party perspective was that Clark was completely unaware of the tall, dark, squirming figure so close to his side, and his eye organs seemed to have lost the ability to capture the black shadow.

Then Clark seemed to remember something, patted his top hat and left the dark alley.

And that black shadow melted into the deeper darkness in the blink of an eye after Clark left.